A Poet's Tribute

A tribute, 5 4 line stanzas

A Poet's Tribute

I have drank from the Bachus grape
And put on the poets cape
How foolish am I to now endeavor
What sane thoughts can never sever

To make the rhyme and rhythm dance
Should Apollo give a second chance
To grace afore the Queen of Tyre
And slip right past good King Lear

Before I read noble Homer
Virgil came to take this loner
Sir Spencer appeared at seventeen
When I first read the Faery Queen

Then Milton called it Paradise Lost
And spoke dearly of the Heavenly cost
But before him came mighty Shakespeare
And I wonder if I could be their peer

Now I must come and say nay
For these words are only play
Dreamt and written by a fool
Sitting low upon his stool